He had to stare at the paper one more time. Had to! It just seemed to be too good to be true. Him, of all people.
Two Needles had never been all that much of a standout. He'd been the same as every other student- mediocre, but at least he still had a degree and credentials and what few recommendations one could scrape together with a disapproving family and little social life. Biological Sciences had always been a prime passion to him, though his family had always tried to stay away from stuff that involved using their brains. Now, farming, that was the way to secure success and family inheritance, according to his parents' logic anyways.
But now he'd get to show them! An all-new, and really quite impressive job, at one of the most mysterious and high-tier laboratories to ever be built in all of Equestria! Ever since science had begun to take a leap in interests of ponies, and had been more necessary in the industries, so many new institutions just like this one had been built- but none so focused, or high-tech, or royally funded and acknowledged and just so great and-
He cleared his head. He had to be 100-percent CALM. If he blew it on the first day he'd force himself to crawl back to his parents' farm out of shame, and grovel at their hooves and sow crops until he withered. Needle was so invested in the idea of this that when he almost smacked into the two doors of the large, pristine building before him, he hardly noticed until someone cleared their throat near him.
The stallion blinked up. Running into a door? On his first day? This couldn't be real. He felt like he had more eyes on him than there must be in all of Canterlot. He pushed through the doors, glad he had at least hadn't tried to pull them, and carried on as casually as one could after a display of low intelligence at a place this grand in education and innovation pilgrimage. Or something.
A small, lithe mare was sitting at a reception desk. The room was large, with a glass dome for a ceiling. A large telescope statue with the letters "CIBA" engraved on the bottom hung overhead from support beams on this ceiling. There were some small fountains in the walls, and an array of black cushioned sofas. The receptionist perked up on seeing him, and paused for a moment as she adjusted a pair of wiry glasses on her snout and peered down her nose at him. She blinked and turned to grab something from a shelf under her side of the desk. The mare popped back up again, now with a light yellow folder between her hooves as she read through the document. "Ah, that's where I know you. Two Needles, right? New guy?"
He nodded, trying to keep a stray lock of hair from his eyes. "Ah- yes. That's me. First day on the job."
She smirked, gaze flitting over him for a moment. "Yes, you'll fit right in here." She glanced for a moment back at a paper in the file, something hidden in her eyes that she was clearly keeping from him. Needle didn't dare pry- he'd figure everything out here soon. He was a real scientist now! He was... smart! Probably.
The receptionist didn't say anything about any secrets either, just handed the file to him. "You work in Sector E. There's lockers here, to the left hall and down two doors. You can figure out your locker and your code in that file. Put on your labcoat and clip your ID card on."
Needle hesitated. "Don't I get, like, someone to train me or something?"
The mare scoffed lightly, but not in a teasing way, just an amused way. "This isn't MacDunalds, Mr.Needle. Your job is to go into any room in Sector E that doesn't have a green light, and... check up on the progress of the experiments in there. All test subjects are volunteers in there, and they've got good reason to be, so don't worry. You just need to hit one or two today, however many you can manage before you get exhausted. We're pretty loose around here." She shrugged. "go on, now." The receptionist turned to a white-and-blonde stallion trotting up, and it seemed Needle had been dismissed form the room. He sighed, tucked the file closer to his chest, and trotted to the locker rooms on the directions the mare had given him.
Needle stepped out of the locker room, the white jacket contrasting nicely with his brown-and-red coat. He felt a bit more sure of himself every moment he was here, like this were his real calling and he were made for this and only this. It was strange to think just a little while ago he was panicking, and now... now he was a true scientist. He was about to make experiments, and change the world one step at a time. It was almost too exciting!
His eyes scanned the white walls, and the thick lettered signs with key-card-unlockable doors below them. He was at Sector B right now. Not much to see or hear there.
Sector C had what sounded like some kind of intense argument between two workers behind it, as they rambled on and on back and forth about something Needle didn't quite catch. He moved on as he heard stomping hoofsteps approaching the other side of the door.
He passed Sector D quickly, deciding to not risk more eavesdropping.
And then... he was at Sector E. He gently pressed the plastic keycard to the door, and it beeped as though announcing his first steps into the world of innovation. Needle flicked his tail upwards gently, excitement bubbling up in his chest.
And as he shut the door behind him, he realized just how odd this new job would be.
Before him stretched a long hallway, with linoleum-tile floors and the same white walls as everywhere else. The hallway stretched on for a bit before opening into a larger, yet still long room, before waning into a hallway again. It seemed to continue on for a while. Guess I'll do this in order, he thought cautiously, before striding into the first room.
A large skylight flooded this area. There were six rooms, three of which currently had a red light. He peered at the other three, surprised at how blunt the names were, yet how vague they were.
Canid - 100% F
Caballus - Rapid Growth
Felidae - Shifting
After a moment of pausing in hesitation, he chose to go to the closest one- Canus. He wondered for only a moment what "100% F" meant before he found himself yet again face-to-face with a door, and pressed his keycard to it. At once, the light turned red, and he stepped inside before the door slammed behind him.
The room was dark, and the lights were dim. It seemed warmer, too, but he couldn't be sure if it was just the lab jacket or not. The darkness was really his main confusion. Was it just that his eyes were so used to the fluorescent lighting and stark whites?
It was so dark he hardly noticed the large doglike shape leaned against one wall, shivering. Needle barely even saw the glint of the creature's eye as the sparse lights reflected off them before it leapt for him, and bowled him over. One large paw held him in place, and a long, canine snout loomed over him.
It appeared to be some kind of...dog. Wolf? Something of similar stature and species, yet larger and with a hungry look in it's face. Needle squirmed and writhed, an instinctual panic covering him suddenly and sharply. With a shock he realized he could very well be killed before he even did his job right, and began to kick about angrily.
His captor snarled, gripping his lab coat and yanking it free from his person. Needle yelped, and again tried to buck about as the creature spun him onto his belly. He wasn't even able to see his impending doom now, just feel the hot breath that clearly now was the answer to why the room seemed more humid. No bother- he still had some other clothing on. It'd take a while for this beast to get to his flesh.
This confidence gave him another boost of strength, and he managed to flip onto his side just as the beast ripped off most of the rest of his clothes, save for some scraps that clung to his pelt.
Needle whimpered slightly as he realized all of his genitalia was in view now to this creature. The stallion never liked to admit it to himself, but he wasn't a full stallion. He was and always would be a hermaphrodite, and now his cock, pussy, and asshole were exposed to this creature.
And then he noticed he wasn't the only one.
Something large, and reddish-pink was already throbbing and pulsing from between the canine's legs. It's sides heaved with exhaustion, and it's eyes flared with a different type of hunger than what he'd thought at first. It wasn't a need for food- but a need for relief.
Was this what "reporting on progress" meant?
Needle could hardly answer this riveting question before the creature had spun him to his back again, it's dark paws trying to grip onto his abdomen. He yelled, bucking and kicking out. He wouldn't let anything come near any part of him, especially not the more feminine aspects of himself! A single paw slammed his head to the ground, and he felt sharp teeth gently bite down on the side of his neck. He yelped, about to fight back... but then tingling spread throughout his veins.
Needle's brain felt numb and warm. It was like he'd been slowly dumped into a warm pool of water. His fear, worries, they floated away like magic, and instead replaced all of those emotions and wills to fight with a raging need. The same need that his canine friend above him clearly also desperately yearned for.
The stallion felt, with a shudder, as his muscles relaxed, and he felt the skin of his large, dark cock slide past his sheath, until his erection flopped on the floor below him. Needle shivered a bit with joy, feeling his labia growing damp too. His folds twitched with anticipation as he felt the pointed end of the creature's cock against them.
Almost by a force of nature, he perked his tail to the side, a trembling smile crossing his lips. He craned his neck to see what was about to take his vaginal virginity, in all it's glory.
An impressive, reddish-pink shaft almost the size of his leg trembled and twitched with need right at his lovehole. Was it holding back for him, or getting ready for him?
Needle need no answer. The creature gently tucked it's arms around his abdomen, in the classic way a normal dog when it mounted its mate. Its breeder. Him.
He shuddered, gently leaning forward and spreading his hind legs wide. He felt a single trickle of his own juices dribble down his legs, and the wolf creature shift it's weight around him. With a slight shock for both of them, it's wrapping paws found his cock, and fondled it gently as if knowing what to do.
"P-please... get t-to it..." He mumbled giddily. He'd never, ever, pleased his female genitalia before. He'd rejected them often. They were more virgin than anything else on him.
The creature seemed to chuff, backing away for a moment. Needle whimpered, thinking he'd gotten all horny for nothing, and then suddenly the creature slammed deep into him, and his hind hooves were lifted off the ground as he screamed in joy and agony.
Needle's virgin cunt hardly fit to the middle of the beast's impressive shaft, but it was enough. He felt the impressively hot skin against his own delicate tunnel, and his legs were trembling and shaking, unable to hold him under this creature's sheer size.
The wolf backed away again, sliding until nothing more than the tip clung to the tight, clenched fuckhole that Needle gladly allowed entry to now. IN a moment, the fat shaft was back in him, pressed deeper now. In, out, in out.
A rhythmic slapping began to fill the room. He could feel the wolf pressing deeper and deeper into him every time now, and he longed for that knot larger than his hoof to press against his labia, for this wolf to take him into another world he'd never even tried to explore before. The wolf panted over him, and leaned more over him. The stallion gasped as he realized warm, trembling paws now enfolded around his own long, impressive shaft, encasing it in the same hot warmth as his pussy was giving the wolf's own shaft. With each thrust of the wolf, Needle's own cock was rubbed with the same force and speed, as the wolf gripped his hips with it's elbows and began to ram him more into the ground.
"G-gah! Fuck!" Needle yelped, squirming his legs. He tightened ever so slightly as he felt the hot tip jab at his g-spot. His dominator growled deeply in the back of it's throat, backing up more before beginning to ram almost directly down into the stallion's tight cunt. It heaved more, clutching tightly on his shaft and tugging at it rapidly.
The herm yelled, tightening up his walls and spreading his hind legs wider for his breeder. The wolf snarled angrily, and forced the last few inches of his shaft in all at once. The red knot he longed for so now pressed almost flat against his wet, stretched-wide flaps, and two fuzzy balls beat furiously at his clit. Needle squealed again, moans coming out between his short pants.
The wolf pressed still deeper, picking up the pace more. There was a loud, hungry plap, plap, plap filling the room now, and whenever Needle had the strength and willpower to look between his legs he saw his large shaft being milked rapidly by two black paws, and a mess of clear fluids pooling at his hooves and at his breeder's paws. There was a large, cock-shaped bulge in his abdomen, above his own snake, and he could match it's movement to the shaft threatening to enter his uterus deep inside him.
Enter his uterus.
Needle coiled up tighter in glee at that, and the wolf practically howled at the newfound grip around it's rocket. THat was what "100% F" meant. This wolf had an experiment on it so that if it came into a uterus, there was a 100-percent-chance of that producing offspring, and probably very quickly, no matter what species difference. He grinned at the though of his pussy being pounded, and then soon after an assortment of odd-looking pony-puppies being pushed out of the very labia that had conceived them. Was that wrong for him to get even more aroused at? Was something-
"GAH! FUCK!" He wailed loudly, stiffening all at once. He scrunched tight, pressing his legs close together. His shaft seemed to become twice as hard, and shuddered violently between the still-rubbing paws. He squirmed, held up by the immobilized shaft inside him, as he came from both of his well-used sex organs. A thick, white line of cum shot across the floor, out between his front legs, and landed in a fine puddle and line all across the floor as he blew his load onto the ground with a long moan. His pussy squirted it's juices tightly around the wolf's throbbing knot and balls, and trickled down both their legs.
The wolf chuffed, and Needle could feel it's hot shaft thriving inside him, ready to shoot but trying to hold back at the sight of new lubrication. The wolf pulled out for but a moment before slamming Needle full-force back into the ground. He screamed out in glee again as the wolf smacked his chin into the cum-laden concrete a few more times.
It's happening! It's gonna-
A long howl broke the desperate panting and moaning. Needle's thighs were grabbed, and firmly yanked backwards. With a joyful and pained scream on both ends, the fat knot thrust deep inside him after a bit of twisting about and spreading his legs wide. His labia enveloped the round knot firmly, and as the wolf thrust full speed into him still, he felt the tip break through, and hit the back of his uterus, before spewing it's hot seed onto every egg in his body. He felt the canine's hot ejaculation pulse into both his ovaries, and keep pumping more and more into him.
Needle felt the wolf keep thrusting in need, and he squirmed about under his mate until at last he found the right spot, and clenched up, more of his juices spraying out on the wolf's midsection. In response to the new tightness, the canine gripped his shoulders, needing more, and forced it's fuzzy balls into him as well, threatening to pop back out. Needle realized, a bit shocked, that hot seed was still flooding him, and his abdomen was growing round and bloated as the thick knot kept everything firmly inside him. He wriggled, caressing his dark member with his hooves until it began to sheath.
The wolf, too, finally finished, and yanked itself out with some effort. He felt a few droplets go sprinkling out onto his legs and drizzle to the ground.
Needle's sides heaved, trying to stand and succeeding after some effort. He limped to the wolf, who was sitting and panting. He needed more.
The wolf blinked, rubbing it's shaft again as if knowing what was to come next. The organ was already twitching and excited, not even needing further coaxing. Needle gently took it in his hooves, caressing the reddish-pink skin with his hooves as he flopped his beaten pussy and enlarged stomach on the wolf's hind legs. The wolf laid on it's back, and Needle poked his head through, grinning gently.
He drew his warm tongue up it, and the canine shuddered. Again. Again.
He breathed warm air on it, and it twitched gently this way and that. He remembered the sensation of being filled to the brim with hot seed, and knew he needed to take it all. With no more further questioning in his mind, he gently placed his lips over the pointed tip, before ducking his head lower around it until he hit the middle. He could taste his own juices, and a hint of the wolf's salty seed, on the skin of the treat in his mouth. Needle swirled his tongue around it, trying to drink in all of the telltale flavors of the intense sex they'd just had. He wasn't able to let go of that moment yet- it had felt so amazing.
He took more into his mouth, swirling his tongue more gently around it and lapping at one side of it. He bobbed his head up as the wolf whimpered under his control, and he smirked, taking in a breath before bobbing his head lower, lower. He tightened his throat around the intruding organ, massaging it with every throat muscle he could control and gently moaning around it. The vibrations send tremors through the shaft, and the canine yelped, shuffling in suppressed pleasure as he cleaned it off.
Needle pressed forward until he hit the knot, before stretching out his tongue as much he could and lapping gently at the large mass. He huffed a bit of hot air onto it, then came up to breathe again. He tried again after he filled his lungs, and again met the knot with his nose. He brought up his hooves and began to fondle the knot and two impressive balls that dangled from the wolf's organ, moaning once more to vibrate the shaft since it'd worked so well the first time.
The wolf whimpered, the only warning he had that time was running short. But he was beginning to feel that collecting energy. He began to bob his head more, lapping desperately at the warm shaft and pressing deeper, deeper....
The sudden bark shocked his ears into failing him, and he was startled for hardly a minute before suddenly hot seed shot deep into his throat. Instead of panic, he grinned around the convulsing shaft, bringing his mouth up halfway before rubbing the rest with his hooves and guzzling down the unique flavor. One he knew he wouldn't forget, as his pussy told him. At last he disconnected himself from his breeder, but he knew it wouldn't be the last time.
Needle stood, though his sex wished for him to stay and give away all the virginity he had left to this wolf. But he had to leave before it got suspicious. With a final, longing look, he gripped his lab coat, which was surprisingly unharmed, and put it on before cantering off.
As he embraced the cool air, and left the building as inconspicuously as he could, all he could think about was how he'd succumbed so easily to his companion. It had worn off after he'd first cum, but his brain had wanted him to keep going... and so had he himself.
It had to have been something all Sector E experiments had. He had a feeling that this was just the beginning of something much bigger, and the growing bodies in his abdomen thought the same too.